Filthy Hands (Live)

I read the paper, every day it is the same, girls will get raped and boys will be boys
I guess they don't even bother writing anymore, everyone knows how this one goes
And I'm sick as hell, it's them who should stay home

I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt
I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt

How many times have I been told its up to me, don't drink too much
Don't wear those clothes, almost every girl I know knows what it's about
It's strange how no one knows one of those boys, and I'm sick as hell, cuz' no one does a shit

I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt
I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt

I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt
I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt
I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt
I guess you don't fucking care, I can't go anywhere without your filthy hands inside my shirt



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Writer(s): Emma Johansson
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